#kaldur request

Fandom: DC / Young Justice

Summary: She was a Spy with no loyalty and he was a Leader who was loyal to the end.

Pairing: Kaldur x OC

Notes: So @the-shadow-of-atlantis wanted more Kaldur and I was looking over some of my old stuff from when I first started here and I missed just coming up with random short stories/ concepts.

Working on the second part as we speak. Let me know if you want to get tagged

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It started with a Laugh...

“Need some help sea boy?”

Kaldur blinked as he swung upside down from the ceiling of the lab they were breaking into. He had accidentally gotten trapped and was now trying to break free. The hooded dark figure looked at up him head cocked almost mockingly to the side. Their slender body reaching about head level. Their laugh was soft as they watched him.

“Who are you?”

“Help?”

“You don’t sound so sure.”

“Yeah well I’m not,” they said before throwing a few blades from under their cloak cutting Kaldur down. The Atlantean caught himself by his hands and back sprung from the ground and landing in a kneeling position.

“And what can I call you?”

“Nancy,” the figure said holding out her hand for him to shake. “You’re Aqua-lad.”

“Nice to meet you,” Kaldur said shaking her hand.

“They are down the hall and to the left.”

She didn’t need to say more, he knew who she meant. Nodding Kaldur took off to find his team.

It only took a few moments for the Young Justice team to take down the under down lab And a few more to realize all the data was missing.

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She was a spy. For herself. Gathering information where it was.

She was the wind there one moment gone the next. Leaving only traces of movement that couldn’t be explained.

She was a myth. Many mentioned a young woman in black leaking information to the highest bidder. Leaving it for them but never there in person. Someone they all talked about, could only guess how she appeared one moment and then was gone the next.

Kaldur knee it was the one he has met that day. He knew she was the one they talked about.

Nancy.

Such an average name for an unusual person.

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It led with a Kiss…

Kaldur raised his hands in defense as the three men advanced on him. Guns ready.

A flicker, black fading into the white room. The cloke figure was suddenly in the midst of the men with a knife Protruding from in one of their necks. The man let out a strangled choke before falling to the ground dead.

“WHAT THE!?!”

The figure turned to them before hitting something on her chest vanishing again.

Bullets opened up on the room and for a moment Kaldur through he saw Nancy flicker in and out. With the distraction,  Kaldur quickly gained control getting the last two men as the rest of his team came to help him clean up the mess.

But this time he wasn’t letting her get away.

Running out Kaldur scanned the city. If he was some sort of independent spy where would he go?

Not very far apparently.

“Sshhhit” her voice was soft but obviously in pain.

“Would you like help?”

She looked up concerned and for the first time, he could see her face.

Just a young girl with short brown hair which was sticking to her face from the sweat. Her shirt was pulled up showing the deep flesh wound of a bullet.

She lunged for her cloak but Kaldur was faster pulling it away. Holding it just out of her reach.

“I just saved your life and this is how you thank me!” Nancy snapped at him, dark brown eyes hard.

“Let me help you,” he said holding out a hand as if coaxing a wounded animal. She eyed him obviously tossing around the idea.

“Ok” she finally said moving so he could get a closer look at her side. “But if you tell anyone about this I will come into your house and cut out your heart”

Kaldur chuckled as he performed some basic magic on the wound. His face only inches from her own as she watched him. Once it was done he glanced up realizing how close they were.

Gently she leaned forward and kissed him, gently but without hesitation.

As she pulled away she flashed him a smile grabbing her cloak from him.

“Thanks, sea boy, keep my secret ok?”

And with that, she was gone.

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She was a normal person. Average.

Nothing special.

But maybe that’s what made her special.

The girl who didn’t stand out in a crowd. Could be right next to you and you wouldn’t even notice her.

She heard everything, saw it all.

Yet no one saw her.

Until now.

Because that’s all he could do. 

See her. 

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It ended with a truth….

Maybe it was because he had trained his eyes for it. The flicker’s in the corner of his eyes. That flash of light that would change around her as she moved. At first, when he saw her at his father’s small base he had been shocked.

At first, he hadn’t believed it was even her.

Yet when he reached out and felt his hand connect with something. Only to have his legs be pulled under him. She flickered into view on top of him a knife to his throat.

“What are you even doing.”

He flipped her over so he was on top, “Stopping you.”

“No,” she said looking up at him from behind the black cloth that covered her face. “Who are you fooling?” her voice was slightly distorted, obviously using a piece to disguise herself. But it was her words that caught him off guard. Giving her enough leeway to move out of his grasp flickering out of sight.

Or so she thought but he knew her tricks by now.

He reached out pulling her to him locking his arms around her so she couldn't’ move. She let out a laugh as she elbowed him in the ribs then kicked him in the side of the head before escaping.

“What does that mean?” he called out

“You can’t con a con-artist.”

Her voice echoed around him as she faded away.

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@the-shadow-of-atlantis : 14 for annabella and kaldur

Starting with a kiss meant to be gentle, ending up in passion

Fandom: DC/ Young Justice (TV)

Pairing: Kaldur x OC (Annabella is @the-shadow-of-atlantis ) Notes: It’s idk, what it is. All Masterlists @melyalizarchive

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She was just his teammate. Just a friend.

That’s why his stomach felt like it was going to leave his body via his mouth when he heard the news. Her cousin Guardian Angel standing there, covered in dirt and blood. Her left arm broken and her expression worse.

Annabella Wayne had been kidnapped.

Days went by with no warning, no hints as to where they had taken her. Every 

Time someone came back shaking their head he felt sicker. More desperate.

M'gann coming back putting her hand on his shoulder shaking her head. Dick burying himself in endless clues. Wally running everywhere as if he could cover the world.

She was his teammate. His friend.

A clue came in the form of Robin, Tim Drake. A vengeful boyfriend holding onto what he once thought he had lost. The underground was alive with chatter about it. The girl who had shown them kindness was now under attack.

But Kaldur didn’t care about that. He cared about getting her back.

This Teammate, his Best friend.

They raided the warehouse, it was filled with tons of magical boobie traps. A million distractions.

But Kaldur didn’t care, as his power flowed through him. An all-consuming anger that powered him as he took on a million re-animated beings that the mage had created. How could he claim to love her when he was using her for his own gain? How could he claim he was devoted when Kaldur found her like…

Like that.

The sight of her sitting in that room, all alone. Just staring at the wall.

Her fire gone.

Eyes dead.  

“Annabella?”

She didn’t look at him, she looked through him.

“Annabella?”

She wasn’t there, her brain pulled away by the spell put on her.

“Annabella.”

She was more than his teammate. She was more than just a friend.

He took her head in his hands. His fingers caressing her cheeks. Gently his lips touched hers. Pleading, begging, for her to wake up. To come back to him.

It was just a flicker, bearly a spark. A muscle spasm maybe? Then he felt her move slightly, felt her lips move against his.

“Kaldur?” her voice hoarse, barely a breath against his face.  His blue eyes meeting her deep brown ones. Awake. Seeing him.

His kiss wasn’t soft then, it was desperate, strong, passionate. All those bottled up emotions. The ones he had been denying. The fears that he had lost her, that she was gone from him. Gone before he could even tell her how he really felt.

And she kissed him back, pulling him to her. Letting his feelings wash over her.

Because they were partners. They were lovers.

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Fandom: DC

Summary: Kaldur has come to see Annabella every day since she was in the hospital.

Pairing: Kaldur x OC

Notes: Thanks @the-shadow for the request :D Only a few more days to this week before we start next week! Kind of a follow up to this story

Prompt List

Valentines Day request

“Awww Those are Annabella’s favorite” Jennifer cooed taking the bouquet of white roses from Kaldur before setting them on a table. The beautiful white buds almost seemed to glow in the afternoon light of the hospital room.

“How… how is she doing?” Kaldur asked glancing at the blue sheet that blocked his view from his teammate. Jennifer gave him a small smile reaching out to give him a reassuring squeeze on his arm.

“She’s… she’s going to fight through this.”

“I just wish I had seen it coming. I should have seen this coming.”

“Kaldur, you already did so much for her,” Jennifer said trying to get him to focus on her. Trying to ground him in the reality of today and not the what if’s playing in his head, “It’s not about what could have happened it’s about what will happen. She’s strong she will recover.”

“I... “ Kaldur sighed rubbing his head if trying to pull the right words out of his brain. “Would it be alright…” his voice trailed off again his blue eyes meeting Jennifer’s aqua ones.

“Annabella would love to say hi.”

He gave her a weak smile before slowly walking up to the sheet pushing it away to see Annabella sitting on her hospital bed. A small stuffed dragon in her arms as she looked out large bay windows that overlooked the city.

“Hey” he whispered sitting down on the chair next to her. She turned to him giving him a weak smile.

“Hey”

After that, he came to see her every day. Right around the same time with some sort of trinket. Either some flowers, or candy, or seashell. Sitting there talking to her for hours. Telling her about the team, about Atlantean gossip, about anything and everything. Days went by and each visit seemed to flow just a little smoother.

One day Jennifer came back from lunch to hear a sound she hadn’t heard in a long time.

Annabella’s laugh.

The sound was almost foreign. Jennifer felt like it had been a lifetime since she had heard it. As she drew closer the sight that greeted her was almost as beautiful. Annabella’s cheeks slightly flushed as she leaned forward talking to Kaldur. The Atlantean was on the edge of his seat as he listened intently to her story. Both so caught up in each other it was as if nothing else mattered.

“Oh My God” they both looked up to see Jennifer laughed down at them “You’re in love!”

“For me, you existed in every color while the world around you was monochrome.”

Annabella had never been a romantic. Most of that probably had to do with her upbringing, it wasn’t that her life wasn’t filled with love. But true romance wasn’t something she had been very exposed to with a father like Bruce Wayne.

She had seen it once through, by accident really. Her Uncle Nick slow dancing with a giggling Debbie in the dance studio Bruce had turned one of the old rooms into. Annabella could feel the way Nick cherished her aunt, so deeply and so pure. The young girl could feel the way Debbie held onto him, like a drowning person clinging to a life raft. Both of them so wrapped up in each other it was as if the rest of the world didn’t matter.

Annabella had never gotten to ask Debbie about it before they were both taken away from her and the world. Gone forever. But the memory always stayed

Giving her just a glimpse of something she didn’t quite understand.

Romance.

That was until she met Kaldur.

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Kaldur was a dreamer. As much as he tried not to be he couldn't’ help it. His eyes always looking forward, moving toward something. He wasn’t sure what that something was but he knew it was out there. Pushing him forward, striving to be the best so he could reach that goal.

He had always chock it up to just being driven. Motivated for the world outside his own. 

Or that was what he had always told himself until he met her.

He would never forget the first time he saw her, really saw her.

She was standing over him after a mission gone wrong. Holding her hand out for him to take. “Get up,” she commanded brown eyes hard, focused. For a moment he had thought she was an angel or some unearthly creature. Her whole body seemed to glow from the explosions around her. Dark hair falling around her shoulders as she bent over him.

He couldn’t take his eyes off her as she helped him out. As he sat in the ship on the way back getting patched up by Miss Martian. It was as if his eyes had been open for the first time and he truly realized what he had been searching for.

It was her.

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“I have something to tell you,” he said his strong arms slowly leading her through the halls of the mansion. Giggling Annabella nodded unsure where they were going until they were there.

The dance room.

It seemed almost haunted in the darkness of the evening. Their dark reflections looking back at them from the line of mirrors like ghosts as he spun her around the wooden floor. His blue eyes watching as she continued to spin around the room as if caught up in a memory from long ago.

As she slowly stopped she noticed his intense gaze. The way he had done so many times before. Yet this time she could truly feel the emotions he always seemed to be holding back. Emotions that seemed to fill the room. Joy, calm, and love.

A love stronger than anything she had ever felt. A feeling she had only sensed once in this very room by the only couple that had truly exemplified those feelings.

Romance.  

“You’re so beautiful” he whispered, almost breathlessly. As if it was more natural for him to say this than breath. “You are the driving force I have been searching for my whole life. For me, you existed in every color while the world around you was monochrome.” he paused as if slightly unsure of himself for a moment.

“I love you.” he finally said, “I love you more than anything else in this world. You are my motivation, my inspiration, my dreams.”

Annabella slowly took a step closer to him taking his in words. Breathing in his emotions. So pure. Like fresh water on a hot day. Washing away all her doubts, all her fears. How could anyone feel this way about her?

Yet here he was

And for the first time, Annabella understood what she saw all those years ago. Understood what her aunt was feeling.

Romance.

I want a million little stories about these two just doing small normal things. 

“So what do Atlanteans do if they don’t have dances,” Annabella asked Kaldur who was standing awkwardly in the corner of the large ball room. Faith was dragging Tim across the floor somehow making his awkward movements look purposeful.

“Well seeing as we are under water dancing was not part of our customs.”

Annabella nodded for a moment as she caught Roy darting around the room with Dick and Maia who was slowly stealing food.

“I guess I’m just going to have to teach you,” Annabella said turning to Kaldur who watched her curiously. She could feel the slight excitement mixed with something else, something she couldn’t place. Nervousness maybe?  

She held her hand out for him to take which he eyed warily before gently putting his own in hers. Her fingers gently intertwined with his callous ones before she took a step forward facing him.

“Now I’m not Faith but my aunt did teach me a few things” she giggled taking his free hand and placing it on the small of her back. “Now normally the guy leads but I’m going to show you the moves first. This is a simple waltz”

Slowly they moved in time with the music, slightly away from the crowds in their own little corner of the dance floor. Annabella was surprised how quickly the tall boy picked up on the moves and soon he was leading adding in a few flares of his own. His beautiful blue eyes never leaving her light brown ones.

“I quite enjoy this” he mumbled brushing away a stray strand of her dark hair. Annabella couldn’t help but smile enjoying his calm aura.